Old Sir Jiang took a sip of water, then raised his head to look at Jiang Xue and said, "Jiang Xue, I'm here to apologize to you."
"Apologize?" Jiang Xue sneered and said, "Do you think I'll believe you?"
"Jiang Xue, what will it take for you to believe me?" Old Sir Jiang's face turned somewhat ugly. He really wanted to turn and leave, but thinking of the dwindling numbers in the Jiang Family, he held back.
"Old Sir Jiang, no matter what your intention is, no matter what you do, I won't believe you. Unless you avenge my parents and bring the person who harmed them to justice."
As soon as these words were out, Old Sir Jiang's face became extremely grim. He never expected Jiang Xue to make such a demand.
Not to mention the matter happened so long ago, even if it had just happened, asking him to imprison one son for a dead son, he couldn't do it.
